Carly

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What time is it? Caryn wondered. "What day is it even?" she thought as she browsed through the dark compartment. Dispassionately she started to sip on the cold soup that was placed in front of her a while back. "Yuck!" she thought as she forced down the unappetizing soup. 

She looked around and her eyes caught the stares of a cute little blonde girl of approximately 8 years old. "Hey sweetheart, what's your name?" she asked. The girl just stared at her in return. "Don't be afraid dear, you can trust me. What's your name?" she continued, awaiting the girl's answer. "My name is Carly" she answered softly. "Hi Carly, I'm Caryn" she told the girl in reply. "Carly do you by any chance remember how you got here?" she continued. The girl shook her head in denial and started crying. "Hush now, don't cry sweetheart" she whispered to the girl, who immediately stopped and came closer to Caryn's side. She then held the small girl trying to comfort her before she fell asleep.

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